“Did you just...punchme?” He clutched his jaw, eyes wide and crazed.
I swayed back and forth unsteadily, head spinning from the sudden movement, stomach rolling.
His fist flew.
Crack. Sensations exploded across my nose, and blood gushed across my lips. I stood frozen, blinking in shock, stunned by the liquid pouring down my face.
Titus snarled in my face, “Yeah, that’s what Ifucking thought. You’re a weak bitch and don’t stand a chance against a real man like?—”
I lunged forward and slammed my knee into his crotch as hard as I could. He grabbed himself and fell to his knees. I kicked him in the face as he went down.
Crack. Blood exploded as his nose splintered.
He moaned in a fetal position on the floor.
Now—who’s the real man?
As I swayed drunkenly, my vision doubled.
There was a muffled noise, and I turned to my left. Leo and Alessander were charging in my blind spot, and I squinted my eyes and braced myself for?—
Drex flew out of nowhere and threw his fist into Leo’s face.
Drex and Leo slammed into the table.
Alessander stopped in surprise.
With trembling arms, I picked up my chair, groaning as I raised it high. Alessander turned back to me. I rammed it down over his head, and he went down like a rock.
Broken chair pieces splintered everywhere.
Leo and Drex pulled away from each other and stared at me. Maximum and Cassius gaped in their seats with open mouths. Muses peeked out from behind the stacks.
Shadows moved strangely in my peripheral vision.
Neck prickling, I squinted into the darkness outside the open library door.Is someone watching me?
No one was there.
Titus groaned, and I dropped the broken piece of wood in my hand.
“Wahoooooo.” Nyx slithered up my leg. “That’smy girl.” She made a sniffling noise. “I’m so proud right now... this is the best day of my life. I knew you had it in you, bestie. Pussy power, crush the patriarchy! Don’t stop now—murder them all. KILL EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM!”
Grimacing, I keeled over and threw up all over Alessander.
Oops.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, then barely stopped myself from face-planting.
“What the fuck is all the noise?” General Cleandro stomped in, and Professor Augustus followed him with a worried expression. When he saw me, his face transformed into a hateful scowl.
They both stopped.
Blinked as they took in the scene.
Slowly, the two men (towering behemoths who looked like they belonged on a battlefield) walked over to where Alessander was passed out cold, covered in a broken chair andstuff, aka, my regurgitated bile. Next to his fallen friend, Titus staggered to his feet, clutching his crotch like a pervert.
“What—happened here?” General Cleandro asked slowly. Augustus glared at me accusingly with soulless dark eyes, rubies gleaming on his head in the library’s firelight.
